Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-12-16

| Conceiving that ne had pursued the
looters far enough, he recalled his ad-
vsnced es aud began TO re- urn by one
of the three parallel roads that lead east,
ward from Msndslay, just as darkness
Wa closing aud the iuagles on either
side were gro wiug dark and gloomy
Full CT anxiety for the fate OF his old
friend and brother { I'll GER, he reached the
narrow path before referred TO, ard
sought the place where he left him,
near the edge of dense thicket.
| where the medical officer was still
bes de him, and after pacing great
coat, 70 Led up, under his head and ap-
plying psd sud baodage to stop the
he norrhsge, wss now, together with the
hospital sergeant, busy with another
W bunded map, whose case seemed equal
ly bad; and in answer TO al inquIring
| Glance from Ions ale, the doctor shook
mis- head 2loUmily end obviously.
L1nsdale thought il WAS ell over with
his friend, who was living there still and
pale with h awful calmness OF death
anout him-a smile that seemed almost
seraphIc on his hands meIy GU, but now
blue, lips, aud all the intense quietude Of
q mans last sleep on his closed eyelids |;
and though L lnsdsle Geemed him gone
Ito the shore that hsEh no shore beyond
il, set in ali the sea-" reused ny sound,
the dy pg rnsn Cp red his eyes.
Montague" said he, feebly, sold fell
! low. are YOU heref"
"Y-s," replied Lonsdale.
"rell ne, please, exactly what these
medicai fellows think of me," he asked,
IN broken voice, with en- interval be-
TWEEN every word.
"Thi"k-they think that you are very
much il jared"
'ABd won't pull through-oh-I under
stand. Poor Clsire-poOr Clsire! Speak
h r-bu5 for her-I could bear it, what
ever il may be
LpnsdeIe could not bring himself to tell
what was too evidently the case, and the
dre4d verdict the Doctors glance i'm
piled.
"Spesk-sm dyiDg'" Then, ere
L nnsdsle could form reply, NJ 'ntressor
said: "You will return to Calcutta after
this business is sil over-vou will see
Clsire-tell her-tell her-I loved her
Thousand times better than man ever
loved womaD!"
At mat m ment there was q distant
fash. and hen = report, and with IL came
precisely knew from whence; but it struck
Digby Montressor on the left temple, and
killed him in momen'-yet in that mo-
ment, strange to say, true to his soldier
IL instincts, he had grasped the hilt If
bis sword. and expired with his right
hsnd within it.
"F How met" cried Lonsdsle, aud be
dashed headlong in'o the Jungle, before
ia sCNld 70 oit
too. While rushing after him, some fig
ing their bayonets, snd others drop ing
cartridges mo the blocks Of their e "a,
then the noise Of q scuff :, and cry was
heard in the gloom.
The sol iers went onward with a rush,
but pot trace was TO be seen of Ions
dale, and q search discovered ,thing
among the dense, leafy Jungle, and tell
elephant grass, but q Burmese sabre-a
weapon without guard or hilt-Uith the
blade and grasp both covered with blood.
He seemed to have been spirited sway
carried of, no doubt, to be put to
death by torture, at the leisure and for
the amusement Of his merclless captors.
CHAPTER xLv.--A WANDERER.
When Dick Talbot, tinellng with pain
in every linn, and with his young and i'm
pulsive heart filed with rose, humiliation
and bitterness. LIFT the house of hi Uncle
G-imshew, he hsd, at first, 10 Chi CT in
view but the vague one Of putting Gs
great q distance between himself and that
lGcsltV as possible; and with this inten-
tion, he had walked steadily forward. |
needless in what direction he went, |
though not without q certain desire Of
ultimately mskiug his way t. London. |
where surely "s0mething would turn up
After 8 time, as he trod along, he |
kicked Up the dry ans withered leaves |
that Icy so plentifully in the country |
lsnes-where is the little boy that does |
not love to kick up those gathered heaps |
enc see them career before the wicd7-
bur, sDon, heavy thoughts bega., - press |
upon him, especially when the afternoon
Was past and evening began to close.
Ssve the moan OF the esst wind as 1t
swept through the bsre trees, there was
TO sound when the shadows began to
dee pen, and there seemed-even to Dicks
eyes-somethiDg weird in the
swaSing of the dark bougbs sgs!Dst the
2 oomV background Of the sky; and save
the robin, every bird WAS silent now.
What was he to do?-Where was he to
GO? Back to Rose Coltage7 Nicer
tsinly, never, He paused and looked
round him after proceeding G few miles,
In the distance there loomed church
tower darkly against the sombre eroy
sky He knew II was that Of Woodstock
and that London Law 10 another direction,
so he paused irresolutely
From NOR than one thsfched barn he
could still hear the fl Up! flop! of the
swung ail, or the whIoing of the more
newly ipvented thresbing machine; he
hesrd too, the gruntIe Of the fat pigs tnst
wsded knee dee p amid the straw of 8
and through the windows, as
he passed them, be could see the red
glauces from many cosy fire, seeming
sll the redder and more cosv by verV con.
trast with bis own homeless condition,
and the gloom Of the fast coming night.
He knew that the hedge hogs and bad
gers were hid IN their holes. the frogs
bad buried themselves in the mud of their
ponds and that the field mice and squir-
rels were now shut up with their winter
stores. for the time was the last dsVs of
chill November. In many respects Dick
Talbot was very simple and essentia ly
q country boy, unaccustomed to the
crowded streets, with their tsverps, busy
shops, their strange and flaring plscarded
OF amusement and folly
His friends had been the grsnd old trees
by the wsVside; the woods, the hedges,
and all the festhered tribes thst bull
their nests therein; he knew the pools
where the trout lurked under the long